Chapter 183 Luke Crawford Who Rarely Showed His Face Showed Up Because of Her

While Bianca was talking to her grandfather, her phone rang.

"Grandpa, I'm going to take this call." Bianca withdrew her arm that was starting to hurt from his grip and took out her phone from her pocket.

It was Sue.

Bianca picked up the call and asked, "What's wrong, Sue?"

Sue told her briefly, "Bea, the development of the town would need at least half a year if things get along with no breaks, so after the consideration of the company’s upper management, the outdoor training this year will go on earlier than scheduled. Come to the entrance of the office tomorrow at eight. Don't forget to bring the necessities for going outdoors. I think that's it. If you have any questions, you can text me. I'll tell the other two who’re not in the office."

"Alright," replied Bianca before hanging up.

When she studied overseas, Bianca would take part in expansion activities when she had the time.

She could treat each time as training and a way to relax.

After having dinner with her grandpa, Bianca cleared the table quickly. 1

"Miss Rayne, don't wash the dishes. If Mr. Crawford knows about this, he'll fire us!" The caretaker stopped Bianca.

She would be the future daughter-in-law of a rich family, so should she not live like a princess?

Perhaps Miss Rayne was not used to living like a princess after having her Cinderella story?

The caretaker was new here, so she did now know anyone other than Mr. Crawford and Mr. Rayne. As such, she was always cautious when she went about her business. She was scared to offend anyone.

However, from the looks of it now, Miss Rayne was 1,000 times or even

10,000 times better than how she imagined she would be.

Bianca was forced to stop in the end. It had become her habit to wash the dishes after dinner.

"Grandpa, I’ll come to visit you when I have time." Bianca stopped her grandfather who came to walk her out. She turned around and walked down the stairs to the subway station outside.

road that was planted with trees with yellowing leaves,

staying in. She figured it was

her head to walk to the

Crawford Manor.

Rainie were brought back

grandchildren who were doing their homework," Where were you two these two days? Were you

Would he have the time and energy to pick up

would be

the kids' father was extremely strict. He would rarely give the children junk

say anything, he spotted his father who was coming

was fully carpeted, so there would not be any noises

saw her son. She asked, "Were you taking care of these two yourself? Can you even do

wanted her grandchildren to stay at

There was a huge meaning to his manor

years had passed, Allison would not want to

people's eyes, anyone with their hands on this manor would be the true matriarch who was recognized by

Now, she was much better, so she started getting out there. On one hand, she was reclaiming herself, but on the other hand, she was getting back at the mistress who

admitted that she was a mistress who wormed her way into the position she was in now, but she felt that it depended on

who could not keep her man,

this manor and insisted on staying here despite how unhappy she was. It could also be said

was no better. She was also unhappy but refused

then this manor would belong to Susan

master was remorseful toward his previous daughter-in-law, Susan. As such, he was always trying to make up for

transferred the manor to Susan

not concerned about his eldest grandson, Luke.

his eldest grandson had his business and properties. He even had so much money that he

the old master was concerned about were the feelings of his greatgrandchildren. The two of them were used to staying in this

everything about Allison, including Allison's adorable

to children, but it was not unlikely that she would kick the two little children out of the manor. After all, out of sight, out

to step into her shoes, which legally wedded wife would be able to tolerate a mistress’ son and

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